name: yesun tumet
nicknames/aliases: susu (by family), of the crimson sun (knighted title), blackblood (dark knight alias)
age: 25-31 (arr to shb)
gender: nonbinary, uses they/it pronouns
sexuality: bisexual (preference for men)
nameday: 32nd sun of the fifth umbral moon

family: batu tumet (father), sarnai qalli (mother, desceased), anchin tumet (younger brother), gerel tumet (uncle)
occupation: warrior of light, scion of the seventh dawn, sellsword, courier, skybuilder, vigilante
jobs: dark knight (main), gunbreaker, dancer, ninja

height: 4'10 (5'2 in heels)
hair: jet black with white stripes (off white with black edges post shadowbringers), a sharp chopped bob, at first cut on the blade of a dead man, and later maintained with scissors or knives in inns on quiet nights.
body: toned, deceptively built, strong arms and core from swinging a large sword around.
eyes: at first glance, or from a distance, they seem to be the same bright red. upon closer inspection, you'll find their left eye is a pale red (with a light blue ring around the outside post shadowbringers), while their right is darker. they are blind in their left eye. they have slit pupils.
fashion: black. a lot of black. that or red is their go to for any situation. they enjoy dressing femininely, if just to look pretty, and is never seen without a pair of thigh-high boots on. will dress casually if they don't have someone to impress and feel like it.
other: has black scales & horns, as opposed to the usual xaela blue. has two tiny horns poking through their hair above their larger main ones.has sharp fangs. they have retractable claws.

in the tumet tribe, children are not named upon their birth, but rather on their tenth summer, when they are tied to a sacred tree and left by the tribe. if the child can break free, then they are welcomed into the tribe, and named.
no one thought yesun tumet would be one of those children. they were born with one blind eye, under a bad star. a symbol of misfortune, for sure. but they were small, and scrawny. they would not survive their tenth summer. there was no point in killing them. right?

and yet, they survived, stumbling towards their tribe a week after they had been tied to that tree, covered in blood, none of it theirs, teeth bared and eyes wild. their mother ran to them, tears of joy running down her face, and embraced them.
she named them yesun, meaning the number nine, a number that represented luck and abundance.

there was much going on in the backdrop of this. yesun's mother, sarnai, had married into the tumet tribe from the qalli tribe. everyone knew it was because she was in love with someone in the tribe. everyone knew it wasn't the man she'd married. batu hoped she'd come to love him when their child was born, but while sarnai adored her child, she did not care any more for him than she had before. batu blamed yesun for this, believed they were the misfortunate child everyone else said they were would taunt them and snarl at them when sarnai's back was turned.

it was training, he said. they needed to be strong. they were scrawny and weak. they needed to get stronger. but what he put them through was not training - it was obviously torture. from the age of ten, yesun was put through physical torment that they saw as just training, just getting stronger. it was normalised, to them. they were covered in scars by the age of thirteen, and so violent was the torment they were put through, they almost seemed numb to pain. yesun would shrug this off, in the future. besides, they'd say, it was a good thing. this numbness had saved them and others many times in the past! see? they were strong. they were strong. they were helpful. they were needed. they could be needed, be strong, be helfpul like this. they could. they didn't even mind being blamed for things beyond their control. it meant they were needed.

they were not alone, though. for all that they were blamed for every little thing going wrong in their tribe, for all that they were cursed and glared at, yesun was not alone. they had their mother, of course, and their little brother, anchin, who was named three summers after yesun was given theirs, and two boys who were named the same summer as them, as well: amar, who was sensitive and sickly, and uyaa, who was brash and loud. the three of them stayed together at any time they could.

everyone could tell amar and yesun were in love. it was obvious - they were childhood sweethearts. seventeen years old, and they held hands and laughed in the summer. he brought them flowers, and they kissed, quiet and gentle. it was happy. but it was not to be. amar was sickly, weak - it had been a miracle he'd survived the tree all those years ago. and one day, while the tribe was travelling, he collapsed, and did not get up.

the tribe collectively blamed yesun. it was yesun's influence, they said. they had been the one to make him die. it was their fault, their bad luck. suddenly, yesun was alone. uyaa, nineteen and full of wanderlust, with controlling parents, took this time to get close to yesun, comforted and defended them - and then became controlling. they entered the most unhealthy romantic relationship of yesun's life. what little friends they had, they lost, for uyaa would not let them see them. their reputation died.

and then, uyaa faked his death. yesun did not find out until years later, when they were in their 30s, what had happened. he had associated with them on purpose, because of their reputation - the tribe would not question his death. he changed his name and joined the buduga, leaving yesun, traumatized after their harrowing relationship, to bear the brunt of the blame. and yet, yesun persisted for four more years, until their mother died in a conflict with the dotharl tribe. knowing that it would be the final straw, their brother, anchin, told them to leave, but made them promise to return some day. he would miss them, but they'd be safer, out there, off the steppe.
they'd be safer, where their father, where their tribe, where uyaa could never touch them. and so, they went, left, to see the world beyond the steppe.

for a year before they travel to ul'dah to train as a pugilist, yesun tumet was a sellsword. however, they decided to try to hone their fists - and promptly discovered they needed a weapon in hand. however, one thing it did do was take them to ul'dah for good, into contact with thancred waters, and therefore the scions of the seven dawn. in limsa lominsa they took up the rogue's arms, drawn in by the guild's creed of justice in the shadows.

and then, yesun tumet became the godkiller. and then, they became a living weapon. but they were needed. they were loved. right?

on their first day in ishgard, following the disaster of the royal banquet of ul'dah, yesun found the body of a dark knight, slaughtered over fifteen temple knights, and cut their hair. in that order.

the effect they would have on ishgard was beyond their imagining, as was the losses they'd suffer on the way. regardless, the darkness swelled within them, screamed and cried, why me? did yesun tumet only want to be loved?

the dragons' songs were familiar. if only they could work out why.

'yesun goes home and has a fun good time'

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. hi bingus...

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. hi bingus...

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